This afternoon Tru was playing in the backyard and he found a little stick left over from the deck-building project. He was having a good time with it, pointing at things, scraping the grass and waving it around. Needless to say, he also wanted to put it in his mouth. I started moving his hand away and saying “not for your mouth”. Of course he kept trying, but I kept moving his hand and saying the words. Pretty soon he stopped trying to put it in his mouth as much and if he tried, I didn’t have to move his hand. I could just say the words and he’d stop. Cool. My kid listens to me.